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ROTTING CORPSE LYRICS
"Fuck It, It's Only Thrash." (1987 Demo)
1. Those Without Conscience
2. Evolvement
3. Price of God
4. When it Rains it Pours (Instr.)
1. Those Without Conscience
Twisted mind terrified and tortured
by its own thoughts
Acting prematurely accidents can't be stopped
Human flesh and blood raging out of control
Time to put an end to his soul
Psychopathic killer, can't help the thing he does
He has no control
over his twisted mindless thoughts
His helpless victims will never understand
What kind of evil force possesses this man
Waves of confusion are racing through your mind
All your thoughts are slipping
as you leave the world behind
Ascending into heaven or descending into hell
Try to find a home where you'll forever dwell
2. Evolvement
One dominant race ultimately supreme
Controlled living with no threat of war
Surgery left to robots - artificial intelligence
They conquer desease again is no more
(Chorus 1)
When the truth is revealed
the masters are in question
Powerful now but what of the future
The inner self was lost for an eternal dream
The master race is still supreme
One of the race discovers the secret
His essence is not of creation
The shorn limb bears ths discovery
Surgeons provided for immortality
(Chorus 1)
(Chorus 2)
Though I had never seen blood
I had studied it so I expected it
Natural acceptance of myself is gone
A process revealed the surgeons had lied
Our flesh and bone has been denied
News of the happening spreads through and through
The entrance of insanity is now at hand
The people test for themselves
The truth is too much welcome to bedlam
(Chorus 1+)
When the truth is revealed
the masters are in question
Powerful now but what of the future
The inner self was lost for an internal dream
Which leads to technologies benefit of reason...
3. Price of God
4. When it Rains it Pours (Instr.)
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